g. 。Fang Yu squatted under the tree and began to weave. 。But halfway through, he suddenly felt a strange irritation welling up inside him, and he just didn't feel like weaving anymore. 。Okay, I'm done...As soon as these words were spoken, Anran's expression changed.

"That's right, you're being so noisy! You won't stop talking. Don't you want to get beaten up" Han MiaoYi's right eye flashed red light as she clenched her fists and threatened, "The Master allows you to stand here, it's already your good fortune!"

An Ran's face became even worse.

As a Holy King, he was considered high-ranking within the Holy Academy system. In the past, he lived a life of luxury and comfort, receiving respect and preferential treatment wherever he went.

But today, at Fang Yu's place, he suffered repeated setbacks and even faced ridicule and humiliation!

"ur defense." Fang Yu said.Shi Yuan couldn't understand what Fang Yu was saying at all.Or maybe I understand it, but have no idea how to make it happen!Changing the terrain, if it's just a small part,...